This summer, as before, I am in eternal Affairs,
People swim in Turkey, on the Islands,
Even the muddy neighbor goes to Crimea
And lucky a whole brood of their own grymz

The heat in this city of muck,
The asphalt is hot, and nonsense friends,
Soon August, and then you look and September,
Can you smile today though b?

I like ringing in winter laughter,
To the city were falling the white snow              
To there, where have our pathways bend, 
Suddenly hear the steps of your joyful squeak

Disclaimer: I just found these in my library. I do not have the rights to them,
I just them and decided to share them with you.